Chapter 139 - Nosebleed

The old Mo's couple was enjoying the beach view while they sit around the camping area when they suddenly noticed the little girl running in their direction. They noticed the anxious look on the little girl's face and stood up swiftly. 

"Grandfather, grandmother!"

Sophie went over to her granddaughter and a sigh of relief escaped her when she saw that the girl was without injury. "What's wrong? Why are you looking so anxious?"

Hazel pointed her finger towards a direction. "It's Uncle."

The couple followed the little girl's gaze and saw that their son was heading over with his head tilted up to the sky. Meanwhile, Edith was trailing behind him with a worried look on her face. 

"Uncle got a nosebleed!" 

The two paused in shock and then looked again at their son. When Neil approached, the couple noticed that the blood was still dripping out his nose and the hand that was covering his nose was bloody. Sophie quickly pulled his son and instructed him to lay down. 

Seeing that the man was well taken care of, Edith grabbed her towel to dry herself and put on her covering dress before she went to check on Neil. 

"You're already this old, how did you get a nosebleed?" Sophie nagged with her voice full of concern.

"Mom, it does not have anything to do with age," Neil replied with a sigh. He laid blanket with his head up and thought of how he came to have this nosebleed. He went into the water and dived in for a short while in hope that he could cool down after seeing an exciting view.

However, Neil was unable to cool down. His head was replaying that dream where he was pressing down a certain someone appeared and he kept on thinking of how the softness would feel in his hand. 

The woman was someone who would always wear a big or oversize shirt in front of him. Surprisingly, she had a great figure…

Shocked with where his mind was heading, Neil immediately resurfaced on the water to take a few deep breaths to clear his mind. He did not think that that certain someone would be standing in his line of gaze. His eyes stayed on her chest again and suddenly, the blood trickled down his nose.

He could only tell his family that it was the sudden pressure of air that caused this nosebleed. Anyway, Neil thought that this reason was also possible.

Edith stood at the side and watched Neil with a concerned look in her eyes. Seeing the pitiful look on his face, she could not stop herself and a giggle escaped. The man has always had a cold look on his face and to see him like this was definitely something that she will not forget.

The laugh stopped abruptly when Edith noticed that Neil was staring back at her with a dangerous look in his eyes. Sensing the danger, Edith retreat slowly until she was no longer in Neil's line of gaze.

Fortunately, there was not another exciting incident afterward.

The family hang around and ate the grilled fish and other barbecued food and left before the sunset. Because they have made a bit too much food, Edith had shared some of the food with their fellow campers and saved some for breakfast.

Once the nightfall, they had set up a bonfire at the site and Edith took out some sparklers and played around with Hazel. A few of the campers' children joined them for fun while President Mo was in charge of guarding their tent.

When they ran out of sparklers, the three of them sat around the fire and looked up at the starry sky. Because the place was farther than the city, the starry night looked especially beautiful.

After playing around for half of the day, Hazel was finally tired and Edith went into the tent to accompany the little girl to sleep. 

As the night was getting darker, the surrounding was quiet. The only sound they could hear was the music of ocean waves from afar. 

Edith woke up from her sleep with a parched throat. Her eyes narrowed as she looked around her surrounding. It took her a few seconds to recall that she was taking her little student to go camping. Reaching for her cellphone at the site, Edith then looked at the time. 

It was half-past midnight.

She turned to the sleeping girl beside her and smiled at the little girl's serene expression. It was just as she had thought. Children are the cutest when they were asleep. 

After tucking in the little girl, Edith unzipped her tent and walked out. Her step halted when her gaze met with Neil who was sitting near the fire.

"Awake?" 

Edith snapped out of her trance upon hearing the man's voice. His voice sounded a bit deeper in the silent night.

"Hmm." Edith nodded. She adjusted the tent flap to ensure that the mosquitoes would not get in. Edith cleared her throat and spoke, "I just woke up to have some water. President Mo, why are you not sleeping?"

"Someone has to keep on guard."

Edith felt a little guilty upon hearing his words. "Then, do you want to get some sleep? I can be on guard."

"It's fine. I could not fall asleep anyway."

Edith turned towards the area where they were keeping the food and drinks and grabbed a bottle of drinking water. She drank a few mouthfuls of water and glanced at the man who was sitting alone. After a brief hesitation, Edith walked over with an unopened bottle and sat beside him. She stretched out her hand and said, "For you."

Neil glanced at the bottle, accepted them, and muttered his thanks.

The two grownups then sat beside each other in silence, enjoying the night view. Suddenly, Edith noticed that the moon looked exceptionally bright.

"You're not going back to sleep?"

"Seeing that you are staying on guard like this… My heart would not feel comfortable if I went back to sleep."

Neil chuckled. "Then, let's talk a little bit. Teacher Qian," he paused and turned to look at her. "Tell me stories about how you grow up in this town."

Edith brought her knees close to her chest as she pondered over his question. "Stories about me growing up in this town is pretty normal. There is nothing to tell. You already know that I came to live with my grandfather after my mother left me."

Neil looked at the woman with a teasing smile. "How can there be nothing to tell. Teacher Qian, I heard that you were pretty popular among the people in the town."

Edith had a foreboding upon hearing his words.

"According to your grandfather, you were once a," he paused and chuckle, "gangster."

Her eyes went wide and Edith muttered a few cursing words.

Grandpa! Your granddaughter had painstakingly tried to keep a good image in front of this man! Why do you go around and tell that your granddaughter used to beat up people? How do you expect to get yourself a good grandson-in-law like this?

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